Allowing another man to lead him was almost as humiliating.as the dance costume he was wearing. But Danny skated backward, and soon found he did not need to keep looking behind if he trusted and followed the directions Brett sent to hmi through subtle motions of his body. Danny even learned how to execute a spin, as Brett would indicate it through lifting and rotating he boy's arm.Danny and Brett continued to skate like this, face to face Danny held securely in Brett's arms, making wide, lazy...

"Let me look at you," Mother gushed and came and took my hands. "I love the dress, and the makeup. You're such an artist.""And no one would guess I'm a boy." I said. "You're enjoying this aren't you?""Of course I am." Mother replied. "I always thought you were better as a girl than a boy.""Now it seems you have your way," I replied. "My female persona has been accepted as the inheritor of all this. I've been photographed and introduced in enough places to know that any change to boy status...

Danny looked at the skirt, the leotard, the wig and all the assorted items he still held in his arms. He tossed them onto a chair in disgust. He looked at them again.Was he really thinking of doing this? I mean, the alternative was to be arrested. Although if he put on the waitress uniform he would probably still end up getting arrested, only in a dress. Or possibly spanked and then arrested. In a dress. but $5000!Danny whipped off his Jersey and shorts, deciding to make this decision without...

"Maybe if males had more choices in clothing styles and materials, there just might be more reasons for shopping and practicing to create exceptional looks. As things stand now, if you see one male, you've seen them all. What a surprising display you have exposed me to with the opening of the door into the feminine world. I will be a least a full year trying out all of your lovely fashions."

"Oh wow! Oh my God, this feels so fucking unreal."Suddenly Tony could hear Jodie's voice but not through his hears. It was as if the voice was in his head a little as if he was thinking using her voice... but not."Are... are you... in me? He asked in a shaky nervous voice."Yeah, I can feel your heart beating. I can feel your blood pumping through your body. The warmth, the warmth is amazing."Tony tried to sense her. He had this sensation, the kind that you get when you have a nasty shock; when...

I'm pleased, very pleased that Charlotte is back. Nadine leaves the room and comes back with a brand new black leather jacket we bought over the summer in a sale. It is ruched around the hem and even has small pockets. she helps be put it on, pulling out my hair so it sets over the top of the jacket. I draw the up the zip, slightly.I look very natural, very feminine. The white and black dress with the red flowers peeks from under the jacket, it touches my knee and the black tights show off...

What lay on my bed was a long black satin nightgown with matching robe. For a moment I wondered why I would need a matching robe. As if I wouldn't look ridiculous enough in a gown. But the robe would give me at least a more normal appearance. I wasted a long time staring at my new nightwear. If I was to have a decent night's rest, I'd have to change quickly. I turned out that I didn't succeed in either. The satin nightgown played with my feelings more intensely than the panties had done and my...

"I want to ask you to the Homecoming dance," she (Sandra) said to me, "but not the school one. It's a different special one. Have you heard of the Turnabout Homecoming held every year at the Excelsior Motor Lodge?""I haven't' heard of it," I replied. "What do you mean by special or different?""Well, all the guys go dressed as girls, and the girls go dressed as guys. I would wear a tux and you would wear a dress. Like one of those we saw at the mall a couple of months ago."She was grinning and...

Joe had no uncertainly about what he would wear for the date. He would dress as he always did at work, in a sport shirt (probably a plaid one) and Khakis or something, for he didn't like jeans. A lot of guys in IT central wore T-shirts to work, but not Joe. Even under a sport shirt, you could tell that he had "bitch tits". The way the shirt bulged in front, he almost looked like he was wearing a bra, although of course he wasn't. In a T-shit, he would look like a girl, not wearing a bra - and...

New feelings, such as Rhonda had never known before, were rapidly invading Rhonda's heart from the source in Janet's eyes. Despite Rhonda's heaps of sexual experience, she had never been in love. She was not even sure what it would be like to be in love. She wondered if she was starting to be in love with Janet - and if Janet, too, was starting to be in love with her. She did not know. She knew only that if this was the beginning of love - real, true, faithful barely believable love - she must...

�Ow, ow, ow!� shouted Julian. Hold still, you baby!� teased Ashley as she lifted Julian�s hair and brushed it upwards vigorously. �This is going to add so much volume to your hair, you won�t believe the difference!� Ashley pulled his hair, spraying it from beneath. Julian tried to ignore the amount of spray as it blinded him in one eye and left a chemical taste as it went in his mouth and landed on his tongue. These girls were hell-bent on perfection in beauty, and nothing he could say would...

Julian looked around the hallway at the other students. Boys were dressed exactly like boys always dress. And girls were dressed exactly like girls always dress in a repressed school that makes you dress like your grandmother. He had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. "Sid I think I make a terrible mistake! What am I going to do?" "Don't ask me!" replied Sid. "Your the one who came to school dressed ike a chick." The two minute warning bell rang, and the students began hurrying...

For some reason she could not understand, she returned to the box with the clothing. "Still, this is a pretty dress and just look at these shoes!" As she held them in her hands she felt an electric shock run up her arms and collide with her brain. "I must try them on, they would look perfect on me."Well just the shoes. What harm can it do?" She took the satin red six-inch high heels and put them on her feet. They were made for her and the matching dress beckoned to her."I don't have time to...

"Are those breasts real?" Misti's counselor asked her almost as soon as Misti had sat down in her office. The counselor for transgendered students, known as Ms. T, had real breasts herself and big ones too - as her low neckline made all too obvious - although her face looked more masculine that Misti's face."Uh, yes, they're real," Misti said. "I've got a rare hormone imbalance.""Oh, They're so lovely! And I'll bet you're here to find out how you can keep bad boys from giving you a hard time...

I examined myself in the mirror. Yes, I was a transvestite, but all I saw in the mirror was a very glamourous woman indeed. I felt shivers run down my spine - what was it about dressing as a woman which made me feel so so good? I had long thin legs, trim ankles, a slim body and large breasts which were accentuated by the tight dress which hugged my body. It was the best I had ever looked, I felt sure of that. I felt so confident it was unbelievable."No one would ever think you were not a...

"Zack dear, stay still. What Lisa will be doing will feel cold, but it is necessary. You scared me that night. I never had expected that you would leave me without a word or my approval. That disappointed me much. So much that I have to make you aware of the pain that you have given me. I also must prevent you from doing such a foolish thing again. I can tell you that I have found the perfect solution for that problem. I love it, the twins love it and you have no other choice than to love...